Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me.

The man who raises a fist has run out of ideas.

The ethical system of these men of the New Republic, the ethical system which will dominate the world state, will be shaped primarily to favour the procreation of what is fine and efficient and beautiful in humanity — beautiful and strong bodies, clear and powerful minds, and a growing body of knowledge — and to check the procreation of base and servile types, of fear-driven and cowardly souls, of all that is mean and ugly and bestial in the souls, bodies, or habits of men.

'It is love and reason,' I said, 'fleeing from all this madness of war.'

Good books are the warehouses of ideas.

If anything is possible, then nothing is interesting

You have, let us say, a promising politician, a rising artist that you wish to destroy. Dagger or bomb are archaic, clumsy and unreliable - but teach him, inoculate him with chess.